Lung capacity

Monday 26th May 2025, 9.35am (day 5,023)

A public holiday in the UK, but as I had, blatantly, skived off on Friday I worked through it. It was raining anyway. So uneventful was this always going to be, that my idle musings as to just what my present lung capacity might be led to a suitable candidate for today’s photo. A spirometer (definition: “lung-capacity measuring instrument”) hangs around thanks to the wife’s asthma, and there you go. As this figure of, what, 583ml lies at least two-thirds of the way up this particular scale I assume I’m doing OK. (Note: the picture isn’t upside down, but the spirometer is.)

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Concentration

Sunday 25th May 2025, 4.35pm (day 5,022)

Sunday pub chess, 25/5/25

I don’t care that I haven’t captured him actually picking up the piece. Somehow it works just fine like this, and chess is an intrinsically black-and-white subject matter.

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Holiday weekend in Leeds

Saturday 24th May 2025, 1.15pm (day 5,021)

Leeds street sweeping, 24/5/25

Actually, Leeds city centre was phenomenally busy this afternoon. It seems that, by law, one is only allowed to visit there on a Saturday if one is a member of a sten or hag party. But this shot seems to catch the one deserted street, even at henstag rush hour, as with the opening shots of 28 Days Later.

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Yr Elen

Friday 23rd May 2025, 2.30pm (day 5,020)

Yr Elen, 23/5/25

At 3,156 feet/962m, Yr Elen — it may just mean Helen or Eleanor, or it might mean “The Leech”; you decide, that’s Welsh for you — is apparently the ninth-highest mountain in Wales. The last of five biggish lumps of rock that I negotiated today. More details on the other blog, as ever.

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Campus selfie

Thursday 22nd May 2025, 1.45pm (day 5,019)

First shot from Manchester since the 6th. Do I really spend so little time there these days? At some yet-to-be-determined date in the future, I will, of course, take my last ever shot from there, not so much the city but from campus more specifically. I will not be working at uni for the rest of my life unless that life ends unexpectedly, and fairly soon. But for now I am still going in. I do not know what this sculpture represents though it has clearly been built from the same stuff, and at the same time, as the building that surrounds the courtyard in which it stands. If I have a favourite place on campus, this is probably it.

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Whipping granny

Wednesday 21st May 2025, 4.20pm (day 5,018)

Whipping granny, 21/5/25

At least, I assume it’s his granny. She was bearing it all stoically enough.

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Bubble magnet

Tuesday 20th May 2025, 5.50pm (day 5,017)

Bubbles on straw, 20/5/25

I do not know exactly what principle of physics this straw is demonstrating, but I will take a stab at it: whether because it is black or not, it has absorbed and retained a certain amount of heat. Enough, anyway, to keep the liquid around it just that little bit warmer and thus precipitate out the bubbles. Sounds plausible, right? But I am guessing.

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Signs of doom

Monday 19th May 2025, 11.00am (day 5,016)

Roadworks, 19/5/25

It’s time for the annual appearance of the “Person Struggling with Umbrella” sign, and all that entails for traffic up and down the Keighley Road. I haven’t driven a car on this island since last August (the only plae I have been behind the wheel was on Ascension), and I’m just fine with that.

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The buildings of Edinburgh

Sunday 18th May 2025, 11.10am (day 5,015)

Edinburgh buildings, 18/5/25

Scotland doesn’t just do good rural landscapes, but good urban ones too, particularly Edinburgh. A half-hour stopover in Waverley station on the way home allowed a glimpse of this. For once, I don’t mind the lamppost, it seems to fit in just right, as if the light is responsible for the shadow in the gap below it.

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The Clyde

Saturday 17th May 2025, 1.20pm (day 5,014)

The Clyde, 17/5/24

When I realised the weather forecast was going to stay much the same — that is, warm and sunny — throughout our visit to Scotland, a walk became by far the best choice for a Saturday activity. It wasn’t too hard to rearrange things accordingly, and I did not regret doing so. Below, the River Clyde, winding its way from Glasgow, over in the distance, to the sea, and crossed here by the Erskine Bridge. More photos and details of the day are on my County Tops blog.

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